words & music by jason mraz



Once there was a girl that came from not too far from here



And she wasn't satisfied at the rate that she applied herself



To the items on the shelf, she was a retail girl







And that really has to do with nothing though she gave me something



A smile I'll rely on for a lifetime I'd try on for awhile







So now why is she getting married on the 25th of april



She believes in higher energy and better things for all the people



She is a charm of good luck when she's sitting by your side



But I think my luck run out on april twenty five







Oh love, oh love is all I'm looking for



Sitting in the corner in the dark



Hoping that she'd eye me, I'm looking right her way



But I'd never find the right thing to say



I'd never find the right kind of phrase







There was a secret somebody



Of course I never get the upper hand



Those kinds of rare finds are all born with a man



I just don't understand how they can







Oh love, oh love is all I'm looking for



Sitting in the corner in the dark and on the floor



Hoping that she'd spy on me, I'm looking right her way



I'd never find the right kind of phrase







The right kind, the right line, or the right time to say almost anything that's right



the right kind of phrase.



I'd never find the right thing to say